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Storm Cloud Smiles	By : Hnoss Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storm Cloud Smiles
Flora_Winters
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII or Crisis Core and I’m not making any money here either. I do believe Final Fantasy VII is one of the best video games ever to me made and anyone who has the balls to disagree with the AWESOME that is ME will be all smitey-smoted by my lovely Knights of the Round.
Summary: Sometimes the dead simply do not stay where he thought he didn’t bury them. A ghost story which haunts windswept halls and beyond time. MM, Strong Language, Violence, Cloud-Zack, Cloud-Genesis, Cloud-Sephiroth, Cloud-Vincent, Genesis-Sephiroth
Chapter Six
Cloud reclined in lavender scented water, watching Zack, who was gently cleaning and caring for his injured hands. He would silently hiss every now and then when Zack would pull out a tiny piece of grit with specialized tweezers. His eyes never left the crescent scar above Zack’s left nipple. He had given it to him during a wild make out session in a rather small shower.
“There we go,” Zack said, letting his right hand go. “I’ll put some healing balm on your hands and wrap them up when you’re done with your bath.”
“Why not just heal them with a spell?” Cloud asked, looking his hands over. “You’re really good when it come to healing spells.”
Zack stood to his feet, looking down at the blond. “I could do that. Would you like for me to do that instead? It will itch for a while.”
Cloud thought it over for a second and shook his head. He wanted to feel this sweet pain. The pain told him that all this was real and not just his imagination.
Zack smiled, turned his broad back and began to walk away.
“Hey,” Cloud called him to. “This is really big tub.”
Zack turned back around with his hands on his hips. He was smirking.
“Yes. Yes it is, Cloud.”
Cloud wanted him. He wanted him very, very badly.
He wanted to feel the bigger man on top of him. He wanted to feel him deep inside him.
He just fucking wanted him and that’s all that mattered at the moment.
“Indeed,” Cloud said, splashing around a little playfully, loving the stinging in his hands. All of this was real. “Strip and join me.”
Zack cocked his head and gave him a little smirk. “Do you promise not to try and drown me?”
Cloud nodded.
He could try and drown Sephiroth later though.
Perhaps he would toss in a radio and watch the bastard kick as he sizzled.
Whatever he was going to do, he was going to do it in one go. He was going to make sure the prick never got back up either.
His liquid blue eyes drank in Zack’s stunning physique as the spiky haired stud stripped down to his yummy bare flesh. His body was so hard and rippling with yummy muscle. He longed to lick his flesh and he wanted to sink his teeth into his tasty pink pecks. Plus, he wanted to wrap his fingers around the dreamy cock which danged between Zack’s long, muscular legs.
He made room as Zack stepped in and sat down in front of him. Zack playfully splashed him in the face.
“Do you want me to give you that massage now?” Zack asked.
Cloud rested his hands on Zack’s ankles, running his hands along and up and down the smooth tops of his large feet. He gazed up at Zack with eyes burning with longing.
“I want you,” he said, slowly rising from the water, moving closer. “I want to feel you inside me right now.”
Zack blinked, suddenly looking as though he’d just stepped into a boiling pot of water that was used to cook screaming lobsters. He began to raise his hands, but Cloud was having none of his pretending to be shy bullshit.
“I want you to fuck me, Zack,” he said, straddling his waist, making the bigger man slightly buck. He rubbed his ass against Zack’s already stiffening cock. “I want you to fuck me so goddamn hard I can’t walk for three fucking days.”
Zack’s luminous eyes were wide and filled with sudden heat.
“All I want right now is to feel,” he said, wrapping his arms around Zack’s corded neck, whispering with panted breath into his ear. “I want you to make me scream your name over and over as you fill my ass up with your creamy warmth.”
Zack trembled and Cloud chuckled and grinded his ass down against Zack’s raging hard-on. The larger man under him moaned and snatched him around the waist with need.
“Cloud,” Zack whispered, kissing his smooth jaw line. “What the hell?”
“You want me,” Cloud purred, trailing his fingers down Zack’s hard chest. “Your body says it does. What about your heart?”
Zack looked as though his brain was melting inside his skull cavity and would very soon start leaking out his nose and from both ears. His eyes closed and his lips parted when a very dangerous hand gave his hard length a good, tight stroke.
“What about this?” Cloud asked, squeezing that juicy member even more. “I’m going to get out of the tub and pretend to fall flat on my back on the rug. I’ll then lift my legs over my head, trying to do that quick get up karate move thingy I do so well and you can stumble getting out of the tub and fall cock first right into my ass.”
Zack snorted with lust. “It would be an accident.”
Cloud nodded his head. “It will be a most pleasurable and surprising accident.”
“It just happened,” Zack said, nodding right along with him. “We can’t get in trouble for an accident.”
“Of course not,” Cloud told him, picking up the bottle of lavender oil. He leaned out of the tub and poured it all in the floor. “And the floor was so damn slippery from the bottle of lavender oil being knocked off. You just kept falling right back into my ass over and over and over…”
Zack snorted. “Let’s do it.”
Cloud grinned, revealing every one of his pearly whites.
He got up, helping Zack, only to snarl when a knock came at the door.
“Cloud?” A voice asked from on the other side of the locked door. “Zack?”
He quickly remembered that voice. It was Rik.
“The general got us all some food. I’m just dropping yours off.”
“Awesome!” Cloud shouted in fake joy.
As if he would ever touch the food Sephiroth brought for him.
“Zack should be done soon.” He called.
“Hey!” Zack hissed, falling back down in the water. The tub was really slippery from all the oil that had been added. “I could fuck you all night long.”
“What was that?” Rik asked, knocking again.
“Just leave it by the bed!” Cloud hollered. “Jesus, Zack! Could you be more careful with that goddamn thing? I’m delicate, you know?”
Zack snickered.
“What the hell is going on in there?” Rik asked. “Are you two doing something…something funny?”
“Define funny, soldier!” Zack yelled, stumbling again.
Water spilled from the tub.
“What was that, Steff?” Rik yelled. “I gotta go. Steff is calling.”
Cloud rolled his eyes, pulling Zack with all his strength. The two fell out of the tub with twin yelps, wet flesh smacking against wet flesh.
~OOOOO~
Sephiroth was seated on his bed, listening to the sound of the rain tapping against the window to his right. He had such an odd feeling. It almost felt like he was forgetting something and he couldn’t stab his finger through it. It truly was the oddest feeling.
Cloud was acting strange. He had never before witnessed the blond tumble off the deep end so suddenly like that. What in the world could have made him snap like that? The younger man had been ranting and raving like a lunatic out in that storm.
“I’m watching you.”
He wasn’t quite sure what to make of that. There had been the promise of a very painful demise crawling and clawing about in those three spooky little words. Perhaps he really should lock his door and sleep with his sword in hand.
Those blue eyes had been filled with madness that had never been present within them before. It had been downright scary. Plus, he had never before seen Cloud cast a lightning spell like that before either. It had been quick, precise and aimed to destroy.
Could he be becoming like…G…
He placed his head down on his fluffy pillow and sighed. He really needed to take a vacation and get away from all this shit. He was getting tired and he was too damn young to get old so fast.
After I finish up here, I want to get myself a cabin someplace far, far away.
He closed his green eyes.
~OOOOO~
Cloud was resting his head on Zack’s chest. He was slowly tracing the crescent scar with his index finger. His entire body felt like a limp noodle and he was still glowing as Zack softly snored underneath him.
He was so warm and so calm.
He was so warm and so calm and he would literally blow someone’s fucking brains out the back of their goddamn skull if they so much as dared to disturb his happy time. All he wanted to do was lie here on this bed and drink in the sight of his man.
Closing his eyes, he listened to the sound of Zack’s strong heartbeat. It was like music to his ears. He smiled and kissed the spot directly over the beating organ.
“I know the faces of the men who killed you right in front of me,” he smiled and it was twisted with crooked insanity. “Do you remember? They were the same fun guys we sing karaoke with at the Complex.”
He giggled and it was full of bloodlust. His put his nose to Zack’s throat and sniffed in his alluring scent.
It made him hard all over again.
It was Zack.
“I will make them pay,” he quietly hissed like a venomous serpent, nibbling Zack’s lower lip. “I’ll just be sure to do it a lot slower this time. I want to hear their screams of pain and anguish mirror my own. Only then will I be satisfied.”
He stopped and drank the sight of Zack’s handsome, sleeping face in.
This man was his world, his sun, his only star in all the vast, endless darkness.
Zack smiled in his sleep, wrapping his muscular around Cloud as if he were a stuffed animal. It caused Cloud to blush in pink joy. It was the sweet, little things Zack did that made his pale cheeks mimic a rose in full bloom.
“Cloud?” Zack whispered.
The bigger man was still half asleep.
“Yes?” Cloud asked in response to his yummy, sleepy voice.
“Your cock is stabbing the hell out of me,” he replied.
“Is that so?” Cloud purred, grinning evilly as he twirled a strand of black hair around his index finger. “And just what do you plan on doing about it, Mr. Fair?”
Zack began to snore and Cloud rolled his eyes.
Instantly, Zack growled, rolling over until he was the one on top, pressing Cloud down into the sheets. Cloud laughed in glee. He loved the fell of Zack’s weight pressing down on him. It really made his blushing orchid weep with pearly nectar.
He gripped the sheets, arching his back when that wicked tongue did tricks that made his brain sizzle and spark.
Oh, yes!
He was going to kill anyone and everyone who fucking dared to take his Zack away from him. He was going to kill them with a smile.
His own wicked laughter echoed throughout his head as he took twin handfuls of Zack’s hair, pulling as he cried out in muffled pleasure.
That talented tongue licked him into an all consuming madness.
Zack chuckled.
~OOOOO~
Cloud jerked awake when a knock came suddenly at the closed bedroom door. Looking around the room, he saw morning sunlight shining through the open window in bright beaming splendor. Zack was no longer beside him, but there was a note in his gods’ awful handwriting.
I’ve gone to find some yummy for our tummies. Be back in a jiffy.
“Cloud,” a voice spoke from the other side of the door.
He bared his teeth in a white snarl.
It was Sephiroth.
What the fuck did he want?
Quickly, he schooled his face to look all vacant and clueless. The thought bubble above his head was just wind.
“Come in,” he spoke, noticing he had pants on.
Had Zack put them on him?
Well, wasn’t that…sweet?
The door to his room was thrown wide open and Sephiroth quickly stepped inside. He was dressed in form fitting black leather and looked ready to murder everything in tunnel vision.
Cloud’s bandaged hands sizzled with lightning.
Oh! It looked like Zack had bandaged his hands up again, too.
He was the perfect man.
The silver haired demon slammed the door, quickly putting his back against it.
“I can’t take it anymore,” Sephiroth hissed, looking left and then right. “All of these people are going to drive me crazy.”
He began to mock them.
“Can we have a picture, Sephiroth? Will you please sign this for me? You’re an action figure, Sephiroth. Who does your tailoring? You know what they say about a guy with big feet, don’t you?”
Cloud cocked a yellow brow.
What the fuck?
His magic slowly simmered and then vanished.
“SEPHIROTH!” A very loud feminine voice shrieked like a pissed off banshee. “COME BACK HERE WITH MY MUFFIN!”
Cloud blinked, instantly recognizing the voice.
Tifa?
With a growl, Sephiroth raced across the room and into the bathroom. He slammed the door just as the other banged open.
“Where the hell are you? I’m sick of this shit! You jerks coming in here, thinking you own the entire goddamn town!” Tifa roared and then blinked at the blond hunk on the bed before her. “…Cloud?”
Cloud let out a small, shaky breath.
It is Tifa.
His blue eyes widened.
He really was back in the past. That beautiful man had really sent him back.
Zack was alive and this meant…this meant Aerith was alive, too!
“When the hell did you arrive?” Tifa asked, hands on her hips.
“A few years from now,” he answered, processing his epiphany, rising to his feet.
“Crazy as always I see…nice to see you,” she said, walking in on booted feet.
They were the sharpest and deadliest heels he’d ever seen.
“I’ll pounce you later. I’m going to teach that brute a lesson and I will not allow myself to be sidetracked by your cute half naked ass. I have a muffin to save.”
“He ran in there,” he said, pointing to the bathroom door, smiling from ear to ear. “I think he might be taking a shit. He had this look like he really needed a bathroom.”
Tifa’s nostrils flared. “And just what the hell are you implying?”
“Not a goddamn thing,” he said, hearing the silver haired whore on the other side of the door curse.
“Hey you!” Tifa shouted, walking across the room, banging the bathroom door with her fist. “Open this door with your pants up, pal!”
She rattled the metal knob.
Apparently Sephiroth had locked the door.
The fool.
Did he honestly think a locked door would stop this woman?
Tifa kicked it open as if it were made of cardboard.
“Oh, goddamn it!” She hissed and Cloud looked over her shoulder.
A window was standing wide open with a white curtain billowing in the warm morning breeze.
“He shall pay,” she swore.
“What’s going on in here?” A muffled voice asked and both spun around.
It was Zack and he was cramming a muffin into his already full mouth. His cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk.
Tifa grabbed both her pigtails, shrieked bloody murder and leaped at him.
Cloud backed up three steps.
“I paid my ten gil!” Zack whimpered, struggling not to drop his yummy goodness onto the floor. “I paid woman!”
Cloud watched the taller man wolf the muffin down in one wicked gulp and Tifa wrapped her hands around his neck, screaming for him to give it back.
“Um, excuse me?” Cloud said, raising his hand in question.
Lightning was sizzling from his middle finger that was beginning to burn through the scorched bandage.
“What is on the agenda for today?”
Tifa let a whimpering Zack go and he gasped out, “We’ve been assigned to clean out the Shin-Ra mansions basement.”
“Oh,” Cloud said, nodding his head, walking over to put his shirt on. “How silly of me to forget…” Nobody saw how his left eye was trying to twitch its way out of his skull.
Two hours later, after losing his marbles in the deep darkness, he was sitting in the local pub, downing several glasses of beer with a confused and somewhat bedazzled Vincent Valentine, while the Shin-Ra mansion burned itself to the ground from the basement up.
~To Be Continued…
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